Today I waited for Kyle to come home from work, before taking a solo ride just before sun down. I needed some time to get away from the house and the weather in typical Spring fashion obliged me with a beautiful display of stormy clouds and sun rays.
As I sit here typing I am still struggling to recover from this ride. Because I was such an unwilling participant today I decided to "punish" myself with a hill climb I have dreamed of doing. I think it would be reasonable to say I just pushed myself within an inch of my actual abilities.
I saw two lovely horses, this little Paint and a little Arabian mare.
A handle bar shot as I ride into the sun, a vineyard ahead to the right.
The view from the top of the hill, actually this was the 2nd time I thought I'd reached the "top of the hill", it never ceases to amaze me how different the terrain is from the saddle and there was even another small incline waiting for me around the corner. Those are the Blue Mountains in the distance. A long time ago, when Kyle and I were just friends, we went four wheeling up there on a regular basis and I managed to roll my Jeep Wrangler down an embankment in the snow, at night...with no cell phone coverage...whoops!
This is the ranch I used to work at when I was 16, taking care of Thoroughbred race horses, I loved it there. My little Arabian mare used to look like a foal compared to the lanky giants that lived here.
It turned out to be a beautiful day and I'm really amazed by how much I accomplished on this ride. I hope tomorrow finds us enjoying a family ride together as they have become the highlights of my week.